Eastnor Churchyard
I BE hopin’ you remember,
Now the Spring has come again,
How we used to gather violets
By the Uttle church at Eastnor,
For we were so happy then!
O my love, do you remember
Kisses that you took and gave?
There be violets now in plenty
By the little church at Eastnor,
But they’re growing on your grave.
